The throat seemed to be stalked with a piece of charcoal. Duanmu Zunyue coughed hard, and her throat was so hot that it felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Awakened! Wake up!"

In a daze, Duanmu Zunyue heard noisy sounds coming from around her, her ears buzzed, and her head was so swollen that it was dizzy. Just as she was about to speak, a wave of pressure rushed up, and her head sank and fainted again.

*

It seemed like in a dream, in the fiery fire, she looked at the wall man tightly snuggling together through the blazing fire, her heart and body were trembling.

The rolling smoke rolled the flames over her slender body, and a gray priest robe fused with the rolled flames.

People outside looked at the people in the sea of ​​fire and could not hide their fear.

The emperor in yellow robe clearly saw the pair of black and shiny eyes in the sea of ​​fire, as deep as a wolf!

A strong hatred pounced on him with flames. He closed his five fingers and took a few steps back with a white face, not daring to look directly at the woman in the hall again.

The moment the pillar of fire fell, the emperor seemed to hear a curse from the priest.

He panicked and was scared.

He pointed to the hall that had been flooded by the fire and started drinking.

Duanmu Zunyue, the witch of Duanmu lineage, is responsible for ghosts and gods.

The influence of this woman can already influence his certain authority as an emperor.

*

The whispers gradually became clearer, Duanmu Zunyue gasped heavily and slowly opened her eyelids.

A blurry and unfamiliar face came into view, which showed surprise to her, "Miss is awake! Miss is awake, call the doctor!"

Duanmu Zunyue wanted to open her mouth to ask, but the man had already run out of the door.

The unbearable pain in her throat surged up, and she coughed desperately.

God treated her well and did not burn her to death.

A hula sound came from outside, and a beautiful woman hurried in with a black bearded old man, with unconcealed anxiety in her eyes.

Seeing this woman, Duanmu Zun Yue sat up straight. Because she was anxious, she almost broke out.

"Jinghong!" With a scream, the beautiful woman reached out to help her at the same time.

"Don't...touch...me."

She yelled out three words with difficulty, but her voice was pitifully small, and even the movements of brushing people were as weak as the breeze.

"Jinghong, let the doctor see, you just broke your head. How do you feel? How can you feel uncomfortable? I wonder why I didn't protect you well!" The woman grabbed Duanmu Zunyue's hand and took the person into her arms, her heart was anxious and painful.

Seeing this, the servants in the room turned red and turned to wipe their tears.

Duanmu Zunyue's body suddenly became stiff.

She saw her hands that should not belong to her. They were green and white, and her fingernails were slightly pink, and they could not hide the disease.

This is definitely not her hand.

A buzzing sound in her head, she took in a daze of receiving fragmentary memories from another person.

Mu Jinghong, the second daughter of the Marquis's mansion, is a small stutter.

Because I had a serious illness when I was young, I couldn't speak well after that.

The reason why Duanmu Zunyue remembers it so clearly is entirely because of another person, the woman who snuggles up to the emperor.

The woman who was holding her in front of her was the woman's aunt.

Duanmu Zunyue wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

The sadness and resentment in my heart.

The doctor took the pulse and made sure that she was awake without any hindrance. He bandaged her head and left after prescribing the prescription.

The room became quiet.

Gu sat next to her daughter and looked at her dazed look, and her heart felt ache.

I felt sorry for my wrist, and my eyes were filled with anger.

This matter must not be so good.

"Jinghong," Gu stroked his daughter's pale face and her eyes were blurred with tears.

"Fortunately you have nothing to do, otherwise Wei Mom would not be able to kill those who harm you..." Speaking of this, Gu choked up and said nothing.

Of course.

Duanmu Zunyue had no response.

What else is ridiculous and sadder than being reborn as a relative of an enemy?

"Biluo, Biyu, look at your lady."

Gu ordered the two maids to let go of Mu Jinghong's hand and take the others out of the house.

Soon, Gu's angry voice came from the outer hall, and she was coldly questioning the most suspicious concubines.

Gu, who was eager to protect his daughter and furiously pointed at the two girls with their eyebrows and bowed their heads, "How could Jinghong fall down? I heard from the maids that you took her to the small bamboo forest in the temple, and even instructed Jinghong to send off the maid. But this is the case. If you investigate this matter, you must not just do it."

The words were angry and looked at the two concubines who dared not look up.

One is the concubine daughter of the big house and the other is the concubine daughter of the second house. It is great to join forces to bully her poor daughter.

Many people in the temple were pale.

"The second brother and sister said this a little bit. It is inevitable that some accidents will happen if a few daughters get together to play with each other. How can it be said that someone is harming Jinghong? They all explained that they didn't pay attention at that time. Jinghong accidentally fell down the ladder. Why should the second brother and sister be aggressive and make trouble in front of the Buddha Lord?" Xu Xian Tu, the big room, interjected with a sharp voice.

The atmosphere suddenly became suppressed.

Tu is the reincarnation of the Marquis, and he has a son and also holds the family's gifts.

Relying on his youthful and beautiful appearance and sweet-mouthed mouth, he often makes the old lady happy. He is very handsome in front of the old lady, and he usually acts a little arrogantly.

Compared with the second wife who could not give birth to a son, the old lady liked the Tu family more.

Therefore, as soon as Tu opened his mouth, the others were basically waiting to watch the show.

Gu looked over with cold eyes, and his cold eyes made Tu look a little gray when he looked at each other.

"Sister-in-law," these words were almost sarcastic and squeezed out, "I never seem to say that anyone has harmed Jinghong. After hearing what my sister-in-law mentioned, according to my opinion, Jing Zhaoyin has to check it out in person."

Tu was blocked and could not speak.

The concubines who were about to stay out of the matter just now also changed their faces. The concubines who were hanging their heads and silently said also pale and let out a strange cry.

"There is no need for outsiders to interfere in the family affairs, so it's not a joke. The old lady asked us to bring the younger generations out to worship Buddha, which is not a problem. There are many people who come to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, but they still have to go back to the house to explain clearly in front of the old lady. If it is a big deal, it will not be good for anyone. Sister, do you think so?" Zhang, the concubine of the second wife, slowly spoke up to protect her daughter.

Everyone knew that the old lady was biased towards the big house and was picking on Gu's fault. When it came to the old lady, there was no axiom to judge.

Gu looked at Zhang coldly, and Zhang lowered his head to hide his lustful expression.

"Madam, Miss..." The person in the cottage came out and looked at Gu with an anxious look on his face.

Gu no longer cared about arguing with these people, so he left a cold statement, "Then wait until you go back to the mansion before you deal with this matter."

Without getting involved in this matter, Gu turned around and went back to see his daughter.

The movement outside did not fall into Duanmu Zunyue's ears at all.

No, now she is no longer Duanmu Zunyue but Mu Jinghong.

Duanmu Zunyue had already turned into ashes in the fire and died completely.

She was very glad that she left a way out for the Duanmu clan.

I don’t know if they have escaped from the sky at this moment.

*

After resting for a long time, Mu Jinghong was fine, but there was a piece of white gauze on his head.

In front of the Buddhist temple, the abbot brought a few monks to apologize and say a lot of good things.

Gu was worried about her daughter's health. The doctor outside looked at her badly. She went back to the palace and then went to the palace to ask the imperial physician to confirm the diagnosis before she could feel at ease.

Mu Jinghong stood in front of the temple with support from others, staring at the bottom of his beautiful eyes, and didn't care about the people and things around him.

"Miss, I will help you down first."

When the maid around her was supported by her step down the stairs and came to the carriage, the concubine of the big house glanced at her disdain and said, "Pretty" words.

Mu Jinghong's ears were confiscated, and he could hear this sound and looked sideways.

Mrs. Gu had already come over, "Jinghong, you are with your mother."

The maid immediately helped Mu Jinghong to Gu's carriage.

When she got into the carriage, Gu sat down. When the carriage was moving forward, Gu wanted to pull Mu Jinghong's hand and was avoided by her.

Gu was stunned.

But as a mother, she knows her daughter best and knows that she has suffered grievances and refuses to get close to others. This has always been the case, so she did not feel at ease with this little move.
To be continued...